Helpless|Steve Rogers X Reader

Helpless|Steve Rogers x Reader

One look from across the room was all it took for you to fall for Steve Rogers. He was captivating in every way. His aura of leadership and kindness was what caught your attention the most. He was always polite to you and always willing to help whenever you were struggling with something.

Over the course of time, your feelings for him grew, although you never told anyone. You were too embarrassed to confess your feelings to the captain. You didn't think he could ever like you back, and you felt a bit helpless.

That all changed on a calm evening. The rest of the team and you were gathered in Tony's personal cinema, watching a movie that you all had picked out. You weren't paying attention for the most part, too caught up in your own thoughts to focus on the movie, and Steve caught this. He looked at you with concern and placed a hand on your shoulder.

"Are you alright?" he asked quietly. You sighed and shook your head. He took your hand and lead you out of the room. Once you were out of the room, he had let go of your hand and put his hands on your shoulders, looking you deep in the eyes. "What's going on? You know you can talk to me" he spoke softly. Tears welled up in your eyes and you shook your head. "Steve it's embarrassing" you muttered. He sighed and pulled you into his chest.

He held you like that for a few minutes before pulling away, looking in your eyes again. "Whatever it is, you can tell me. You know I won't judge you." You sighed and turned your head away from him. You spoke so softly; he almost didn't hear you. "I love you, Steve. As more than a friend." His face flushed a soft pink, and a smile broke out on his face. He pulled you in close and leaned in. "Can I kiss you?" he asked. You nodded, and his lips were soon on yours.

The kiss was soft, yet passionate. His lips were soft and warm. You wrapped your arms around his neck, and he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you in closer. The two of you pulled back for air after a few minutes.

"I love you, too" he whispered, before kissing you again.

Telling the song “shut up” right before you skip it >>>

Poe Dameron x Reader

A/N: Sorry for yet another Poe fic, but I had this idea and needed to write it before I forgot it.

The day drags on with no word from your friend, Poe. He'd been sent on a mission to retrieve some information from the First Order, and no one's heard from him since. You feel the anxiety come on as the hours pass by. Finn and Rey take notice of how much you're worried and do their best to help.

"I'm sure he's fine, Y/N. Poe's pretty strong" Finn tells you. You sigh and sit down at the table with him and Rey, putting your head in your hands. "I know, I'm just worried about him. I don't want him to get hurt or captured" you say. Your two friends nod understandingly. Rey goes to speak but an alarm goes off, interrupting her. The three of you jump from your seats and rush to the hangar.

The rest of the base rushes to the hangar as well, making it hard to see what's going on. Eventually, you push to the front of the crowd, putting your hands on your hips and staring at the sky. A minute passes by before you see a familiar x-wing land in the hangar. Your shoulders drop in relief and your feet start moving before you can stop. Poe barely has time to prepare himself before you've launched yourself at him. He chuckles and wraps his arms around you, picking you up and spinning you around. You giggle and hold onto him tighter. He sets you down gently and puts his forehead against yours.

"I was worried about you" you whisper. He smiles gently and rubs your face gently with his thumb. "I told you I'd be fine, did I not?" You huff and roll your eyes. "Doesn't change the fact that I was worried" you grumble. He chuckles and you huff. The two of you cling to each other for another few minutes before finally pulling away. BB-8 nudges your leg, and you laugh, patting the droid a couple times.

You and Poe walk back to your shared quarters, hands intertwined with the others. BB-8 rolls behind the two of you, beeping happily. Happiness washes over you when you look at your boyfriend and his droid. You were glad he was back, safe and sound.

Poe Dameron x Reader

I love this gif

Jealousy courses through your veins as you watch a group of females continuously grab at Poe. Your friends, Finn and Rey, watch as you glare at the group of women from a distance, sipping your drink in silence. They glance at each other for a split second before turning their eyes back to you.

"You know, you could always tell Poe how you feel" Finn suggests. You grumble under your breath as a blush forms on your face. You shake your head and set your drink down. "He doesn't like me like that" you sigh. Finn and Rey roll their eyes and a smirk pops up on Rey's face when she gets an idea. She leans in and whispers the plan to Finn, a smirk now on his face as well. Rey makes an excuse to leave the table and walks over to Poe, pointing in your direction. You freeze as you watch Poe look over at you with his eyebrows furrowed.

He manages to escape the group of women surrounding him and walks over to you with Rey following behind. He shoots you a smile and sits next to you. You smile back quickly and then turn and squint at Finn and Rey.

"Rey told me you had something to tell me," Poe says. You choke on your drink and glare at Rey, blush on your face once again. She smirks evilly. "I, uh" you stutter as your friend looks at you with curiosity. "Oh, bloody hell, Y/N likes you" you hear Rey say before running off. Your eyes widen and your face turns beet red.

Poe looks at you with his eyebrows raised and arms crossed. You freeze in your chair and glare at the fading form of your friend running off. Poe clears his throat, catching your attention. Looking at him shyly, a sheepish grin grows on your face.

"Is this true?" you hear your friend ask. Sighing, you nod and stare down at your drink. He doesn't say anything, and it shatters your heart, thinking the friendship is ruined. He surprises you, however, when he gently grabs your chin and makes you look at him. A small smile is on his face as he looks down at you.

You feel your eyes widen as he leans in and they shut tightly when he places his lips onto yours. Your arms wrap around his neck and his hands find their way onto your waist, pulling you onto his lap. The world around the two of you seems to disappear as you get caught up in each other. Finn and Rey watch from a distance with smiles on their faces.

"At least the torture of the two of them dancing around each other is over," Rey says. Finn nods and smiles as the two of you pull apart and gaze at each other with love in your eyes.

Look at this cute man😍

Daryl Dixon x Reader

The summer sun kissed your skin as you walked down the street, crossbow in your hands with an arrow loaded, ready to take down walkers or other humans if necessary. Nothing could be heard except the birds chirping, and gravel crunching beneath your feet. You then slow to a stop, and take out your canteen, taking a few sips of water, before continuing to wherever the hell you were going.

A few minutes passed and a motorcycle could be heard in the distance. You race to hid behind an abandoned car, not willing to be killed or kidnapped. The roar of the motorcycle got louder as it got closer to you. You put your finger on the trigger of your crossbow, ready to fire if needed.

Soon you heard the motorcycle come to a stop not far from the car you were hiding behind. Heavy footsteps were heard approaching the car you were behind. Soon a man popped out right in front of you, and you both quickly raised your crossbows, pointing directly at each other.

“Who are you?” The man asked, his crossbow still pointing at you. “Y/N, and you?” “Daryl Dixon” was his response. Slowly, you lowered your crossbow, realizing the man wasn’t gonna hurt you. If he was, he would’ve done it by now. Daryl also lowered his crossbow.

It was silent for a minute before he spoke up. “You got a group?” You shook your head no. It went silent again before he started asking questions. “How many walkers have you killed?” “Too many to count” “How many people have you killed?” “One” “Why?” “They uh, got bit and asked me too.” Darly nodded, pleased with your responses.

“I got a group not too far from here if you’d like to come.” You nodded, and followed him to his motorcycle. He hopped on first, you climbing on behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist.

The two of you took off not long after, heading towards what would become your new home.